Will there be another one of these events? I was reading a good review in the White Swan of what happened almost 11 months ago. This was a charity event for Cancer Research, I think. If there will be another one when will it happen ???
Thought I'd bump this thread - as reference is made to the Northants' excellent tour of a year ago.
More of this should be done - going on long journeys and acting as ambassadors for bar billiards.
I know that since 1980 we've had Jersey (now the world championships) and the various Counties' Opens are well received, but who else has gone "on tour" like Northants ?
I will always look back with fondness to the Horsham League's 1977 tour of the Isle of Wight, organised by Bob Mobsby (a loss to bar billiards since he emigrated to Australia and then Japan). Fifteen of us took a minibus over on the ferry and we played four Interleague-standard matches over the course of a weekend - one on Friday night, two on the Saturday and one on Sunday lunchtime. The IOW venues were the Duke of York (W.Cowes), the Bulls Head at Gurnard and the Partlands Hotel. We won three out of the four matches, but lost to the Duke of York 'A' who put forward two teams and one of them was a bit tasty.
We were looked after really well whilst over there and whenever I revisit the I.O.W I always make a point of dropping in on the Duke of York although the last time the table had fallen into disrepair and was covered up.
Ah Jersey, remembered with great fondness and much laughter, especially tommo's black silk boxers wi pink polka dots, eye popping stuff from the tart master!!!
It's all lies I tell you. ;D I admit, I did share a hotel room with the Jockmeister, but boxers are uncomfortable for anyone heavy in the testicular region. ;) ;)
Jock must have been suffering at the time with a bad case of the heebie-jeebies :
[the camera away cuts to the stranger who is revealed to be a pink elephant in a suit and cap] Stranger: I'm the heebie Jeebie. [the pink elephant starts shaking its head and making funny noises at Rab] Rab C. Nesbitt: [spitting out the drink and screaming in fear] Heebie jeebie!